July 3, 2019
Its Official!!
Dale has retired. We had a nice sailboat/pirate
party attended by friends, family and colleagues last week and this week we’ve
spent sitting in various Social Security/Medicare, Tricare and retirement
planning offices making sure that all the I’s are dotted, T’s crossed and plans
we’ve put into place are actually going to work so that we can once again, sail
off into the sunset. Quite literally as
this time we’d like to make it to Australia before we’re too old to totter up
and down the gang plank. Time will tell.
Dale has been rather apprehensive about
the idea of not having a job, or maybe I should say-not having a job he can escape
the ‘honey-do’ list to. Times Up! You’re all mine (bruhaha) and the boat’s.
On other fronts, we’re heading to Ft. Lauderdale for the
holiday weekend to meet a first cousin of his that we met through Ancestry. Dale has never known any of his family outside
of the tight little circle of his immediate family. Although I’ve been curious over the years, he
never felt it was necessary to explore further.
Of course, Ancestry came into our lives shortly after Christmas when,
Robbie, his sister, shamed us into doing the spit test. BEWARE:
If anyone tries to lure you into this endless pit, don’t do it! You’ll be lucky if you can escape without your
PJs rotting off your body because you couldn’t tear yourself away from a site
so full of data, you couldn’t put it away for a few minutes of sleep for fear
that you’d lose your train of thought and never find it again. Of course you will find it again; at 2 am when
your eyes are slamming shut. So what’s
another hour; or two. Needless to say, here
we are a few months later and we have more family than we know what to do with,
thus the trip to Ft. Lauderdale.
